Guilty Conscious

roadsign“Darn the whole ‘having morals and not being a slut’ thing!”

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  1. Back in college, I used to hang out with a lot of frat guys because they were the only ones who could return my killer volleyball serve. After a night of four-on-four games in the lit sand pits, I wound up in the hottest one’s room, laying on his bed. Yeah, we’re talking six foot two, blonde, tan, electric smile, rippling biceps, the works. I tried, I really did, but I could just not get past the dumb as a bag of hammers thing.

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